I have been away from my Blog for way too long. Life took over. Days fly away, and I could not find the quiet moment needed, to sit down..
The days are getting shorter, the mornings colder and the evenings are really cold.
Whenever the winter is getting closer I want to curl..
I call this The Kaznelson Bread because it is the bread my grandmother used to make, and..
Our brain works in mysterious ways. Some flavors, sounds and smells stick with us forever. It doesn’t matter what you are doing, or..
For me, summer is Hornbaek, Denmark. My grandparents Bella and Oskar’s red summer house or Sommer Hus in Danish.
The corner garden, the..